“It’s fine; I mean, he’s your lover and all… there’s nothing wrong with bringing him to your room and… banging him,” Ashara—or rather, Nightfire—purred, her teasing voice dripping with mischief.
She observed Helena’s flushed cheeks as the girl buried her face in her hands, completely overwhelmed by embarrassment.
Helena had already changed her clothes to casual!
Helena tilted her head curiously, “Banging?” she repeated, her innocence shining through as she blinked up at Nightfire.
Nightfire froze mid-smirk, then glanced at Aether, whose piercing gaze practically screamed, ‘You better not corrupt her right now.’
“She doesn’t know what banging is?” Nightfire asked incredulously, raising an eyebrow as she pointed at Helena like she had discovered some mythical creature.
Aether sighed, running a hand down his face as he whispered, “Think of her as the pure, innocent version of Ashara.”
Nightfire groaned dramatically, throwing her hands up. “That’s… even more of a pain in the ass.” She shook her head, muttering under her breath, “How does someone even stay that innocent these days?”
Ashara huffed inwardly!
Helena hesitantly asked, “Y-You’re not going to tell the principal about this, right?” Her voice trembled, laced with fear.
Nightfire chuckled, her tone softening. “There’s no need for that. He’s your boyfriend, after all. Isn’t it natural to spend time together like this?”
Helena’s face turned a brilliant shade of red, and she lowered her gaze, giggling softly. ‘B-Boyfriend? Heheh…’ Her heart raced at the thought.
Aether sighed heavily, standing up as he stretched. “Alright, you two can keep studying. I’ll leave now.” He had barely taken a step before Nightfire caught his arm with a wicked grin.
“Not so fast, genius. I heard from Victor that you’re pretty amazing at teaching. Why don’t you join us and share your brilliance?”
Helena’s eyes widened in surprise. “You teach?” she asked, her voice a mix of admiration and curiosity.
Aether’s lips twitched as he glanced at Nightfire, who was clearly enjoying the situation far too much. He sighed in resignation. “Fine,” he muttered, sitting back down.
What followed was an unexpectedly engaging study session.
Aether’s calm demeanour and thorough explanations captivated Helena as he guided her through the material with ease. His voice was smooth and commanding, each word laced with an air of authority that made it impossible not to focus.
Helena’s admiration grew with every passing moment. “Aether… you’re incredible! I’ve never understood this so clearly before!” she exclaimed, her sparkling eyes fixed on him.
Aether smirked, leaning back confidently. “Of course I am. I’m a genius, after all.”
Nightfire snickered, resting her chin on her palm. “You sound just like Victor when you’re bragging, you know?”
Aether shot her a glare, but she only smirked wider.
Helena, oblivious to the tension, leaned closer to Aether, her voice soft and filled with wonder. “Could you… could you teach me every day? I feel like I learn so much when you explain things.”
Aether’s expression softened, and he smiled warmly, “Of course. I’ll teach you whenever you need me.”
Helena giggled, her cheeks dusted with pink as she clutched her book tighter.
Nightfire groaned loudly, interrupting their moment. “Ugh, enough with the flirting already! Some of us are still here, you know!”
Helena gasped, her face turning beet red as she waved her hands frantically. “W-We’re not flirting!” she stammered, her voice high-pitched.
Aether chuckled quietly, but his amusement faded as Helena tugged at her collar. “It’s so hot in here…” she murmured, her voice breathy as she unbuttoned the top of her shirt, exposing the delicate curve of her collarbone.
Nightfire, too, loosened her collar, her eyes flickering with discomfort. “Yeah, it’s getting unbearable,” she admitted, fanning herself with her hand.
Aether frowned his senses on high alert. The heat in the room was normal.
Yet,
Something was off!
Helena’s face flushed a deep red as her breathing grew shallow. She leaned into Aether’s space, her voice trembling. “A-Aether… I feel so… hot,” she whispered, her fingers clutching at his sleeve as if seeking relief from the overwhelming warmth, she rubbed her thighs furiously.
Aether turned to Nightfire, his voice low and accusatory, “What did you do to her?”
Nightfire, now panting heavily, leaned back against the chair, a mischievous smile tugging at her lips despite her hazy eyes, “D-Don’t blame me… I told you, didn’t I? Whenever a man is nearby, my body releases seducing pheromones. It’s…~ha~…similar to an aphrodisiac…”
Aether groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose, “You should have told me sooner!”
Nightfire chuckled weakly, her legs trembling as she adjusted herself in her seat. “It’s not something I can control, you know…” Her voice trailed off into a soft moan as her own body succumbed to the effects.
Helena clung to Aether, her soft lips brushing against his neck as she whimpered his name. Her voice was sweet and broken, sending shivers down his spine.
“What do I need to do to fix this?” Aether asked, his voice strained as he struggled to maintain composure.
Nightfire smirked through her hazy expression. “J-Just… let her climax. That’ll reset her body’s reaction.”
Aether’s eyes narrowed. “That’s it? No Yang energy or Full night workout?”
Nightfire let out a breathless laugh, “Y-Yang?…. You read too many fantasy books… J-Just make her finish, and she’ll be fine.”
Aether sighed, lifting Helena into his arms.
“W-Where are you taking her?” Nightfire called after him, her voice thick with amusement.
Aether’s expression darkened as he glanced over his shoulder. “I’m not letting anyone else see her like this.”
Nightfire watched him disappear into the bathroom, a sly smile on her lips. “Oh my~ how possessive…”
Left alone, Nightfire slumped against the wall, her fingers trailing to the heat pooling between her thighs. Her voice trembled as she let out a soft moan, her body overwhelmed by her own pheromones. “~ahh~ T-This time… ~mm~ it’s too strong…”
Ashara’s voice echoed faintly in her mind, ‘You should have just told him from the start!’
Nightfire laughed softly, tears of frustration pooling in her eyes, “That guy still sees me as nothing but a slut… He’d never touch me anyway…”
Her body trembled as she gave in to the heat, her fingers moving with a desperate rhythm against her drenched pussy…. ache that refused to subside.
Meanwhile, back in the bathroom, Aether moved swiftly, his arms firm as he carried Helena to the shower.
Her flushed cheeks and trembling body made his pulse quicken with urgency. He turned the cold water on full blast, letting it cascade over her delicate form, soaking her blouse as the fabric clung to her curves. Her chest rose and fell with each ragged breath, her moans escaping in soft, helpless murmurs that sent an involuntary shiver down his spine.
“A~Aether…” Helena whimpered, her eyes glazed with need as her fingers clung to his shirt. Her lips quivered as her body betrayed her, her knees weakening under the weight of the burning desire that coursed through her.
“Stay still,” Aether growled, gripping her hips firmly to keep her from collapsing entirely.
“Aether…~ahh~ I can’t… ~ahhh~ I can’t take it anymore~Please~Ittt”’sssssss ssssooooo itttchhhyyyyy” Helena whimpered. Her hands slid into her white panties as she rubbed that itchy sensation.
“Helena, look at me,” he said, his voice low and commanding. His fingers cupped her chin, forcing her dazed eyes to meet his. “I’m going to help you just let your body calm down… and feel no pressure…Okay?”
“A~ahh~”
She nodded weakly, her lips parting as if to speak, but only a soft moan escaped her. Her body arched slightly, her soaked blouse doing little to hide the hardened peaks of her chest, which pressed against him with every movement.
500(600(650)…) PS=1(1(1)…)Ex/ 50(100(120)..) GT=1(2(2)…)Ex
